The Pup N The Pea

(Verse 1) Yo, listen up, here's a tale of the street, 'Bout a puggle named Annie with some tiny lil' feet, In the alleyways of Houston, where the tough dogs meet, She ruled her turf, no defeat, no retreat. But along came Sour Pea, from the cold Russian side, With a glare so icy, and a stride full of pride, A cat with a 'tude, fur as soft as the snow, Had the block on lock, with a fierce, silent meow. (Chorus) Annie, the puggle, barkin' up a storm, Sour Pea, the cat, with a cold, feline form, It's a grudge match, baby, in the urban jungle, A showdown of the ages, cat vs. puggle. (Verse 2) Annie's got a crew, all the pups in the pack, But Sour Pea's solo, got no need for a back, With a flick of her tail, and a sharp set of claws, She's a one-cat army, breakin' all the laws. Annie, she's scrappy, got a heart full of fire, Against Sour Pea's chill, that could never expire, It's a clash of the titans, in the suburb's heartbeat, Where the growls and the purrs echo down the street. (Chorus) Annie, the puggle, with a howl to the moon, Sour Pea, the cat, like a silent typhoon, It's a grudge match, baby, in the urban jungle, A showdown of the ages, cat vs. puggle. (Bridge) Two beasts of the block, with a score to settle, In the land of the concrete, where the rebels all pedal, It's a tale of respect, and the fight for the crown, As the house is all passed out, they go round for round. (Outro) So who's the top dog, and who's the cool cat? In the streets of the hustle, where the drama is at, Annie and Sour Pea, with a grudge so deep, In the gangster rap saga, that the city will keep.